We of the craft are all crazy. Some are affected by gaiety, others melancholy, but all are more or less touched. – Lord Byron
Perhaps I would have been better off pursuing a career in the arts. My dream career, which I was actively engaged in for several years was an excellent blend of science and art. It’s been stripped from me, through no fault of my own, and I’m terribly angry and sad about it. What am I going to do with a useless math degree?
I’ve read and experienced that taking lithium may cause a loss of appetite during the initial weeks of treatment. This can be a serious issue for people with special dietary needs or eating disorders.
Some people who experience hypo-manic episodes may never know they have bipolar disorder. I feel that is as sad as being so preoccupied that you don’t realize your jelly doughnut has filling.
What I think is cool about dropping an ice cube on the floor is that you can always pick it up and wash it off by melting away the outer layer. Am I the only one who thinks this is an acceptable practice? If you don’t and you are at my place, I guess you’ll have to fix yourself a drink.
Versatility. Versatility, to me, is a running back who can run the ball between the tackles with power, take it outside with speed, pass block when needed and also catch the ball on occasion. He is all purpose. He buys into the team concept and at the same time shatters individual records.
Enter the girlfriend modeled after LaDanian Tomlinson.
I have two friends who each have a girlfriend who is chill. They are able to hang out with the guys and also do their own thing. Either way, they were not given shit for expressing who they were. Contrast this to another friend whose former girlfriend made him, in his own words, feel like he couldn’t be himself. What is the point of a relationship like that?
I’d like a girl who is versatile to the point that we could hang out by ourselves, with her friends, with my friends, with strangers and Russian cosmonauts. To be accepted for who you are is critical since few people can live up to be or pretend or be Batman.
Moral of the story: If you want to be a good girlfriend, learn by watching football. Notice how, by design, I cleverly got your girlfriend to watch the Sunday games with you. This should be a secondary objective, however.
I’ve been kind of busy the last few days, but I relaxed during the weekend. Watched the NFC conference championship at a friend’s house yesterday. I truly enjoy spending time with my friends. It is such a relief not having to worry about your problems: I found out that my mom has cancer earlier that day. I hope it was diagnosed early and hasn’t spread yet; she’ll know soon. My friends have been there for me through all my difficulties, including prison. The fact that they are a diverse, crude posse of young men definitely makes their company more enjoyable.
I need to continue studying for the NSCA CSCS exam. It’s a tough exam, but I’m committed to it. There’s a fire under me. I wonder what imagery or simile prehistoric man used to describe passion before he discovered fire.
I was sleeping in a deep, deep sleep and had to wake up to use the bathroom. Now I am turning this into an un-nap to make this post. Some athletes, bodybuilders and Oprah actually take scheduled un-naps to eat.
Who knows when this site will be fully-functional? But you should keep it bookmarked, in case your grandchildren want to see it. Anyway, in college I partially read Technical Communication 6th Ed. by Mike Markel. On page 14 he wrote:
The following directive, written by the British navy (Technical Communication, 1990), is an example of what you don’t want to do:
“It is necessary for technical reasons that these warheads should be stored upside down, that is, with the top at the bottom and the bottom at the top. In order that there may be no doubt as to which is the top and which is the bottom, for storage purposes it will be seen that the bottom of each warhead has been labeled with the word TOP.”
Maybe it’s the funny british accent that makes all the difference. It sort of makes sense but at the same time doesn’t, but it does. Back to bed.
My workout today was pathetic – It might have been because I didn’t eat anything before, but who knows. I still got an hour and 40 minutes of lifting in. I’ll post my logs eventually.
Anyway, I will share my diabetic protein shake. Put it all in a blender and you’re good to go. The shake is good if you are on a mini-meal plan like me (5 or 6 small meals every 2-3 hours). I’m not a chef, so it’s nothing ground breaking:
1 Scoop chocolate protein powder
3/4 cups water
1/2 cup skim milk
1 Tablespoon peanut butter (Omega 3 version if you’d like, but absolutely no reduced fat PB)
1/2 Small-to-medium size banana
1 Teaspoon sugar substitute
1 Teaspoon cocoa
If you are not trying to lose weight, you can use whole milk. I would experiment with a strawberry-banana protein shake, but strawberries are expensive.
My friends just got back from Puerto Rico. I’m jealous. I want to travel, but I have to get off probation first. Also, I’m too chicken to go some place dangerous (not that PR is dangerous). But I will be avoiding Fallujah, Juarez and the Jersey Shore.
Two and a half years later, and the site is back. The site is brand new, so I need to get it up and running. My work out was really tiring. I’m going to bed. I need to get my lifts up.
